My dear readers, I am embarking on a huge, and kind of wonderful new chapter in my life. Sick and tired of resembling a massive, quivering pile of jello, I am determined to return myself to all of my former glory. I am talking about my temple, my figure, my physique, or lack thereof.
As those who have been following me on the twitter and the facebook may have seen, I am on a mission to lose weight, tone up, and rock a bikini body with pride. I have joined a gym, boys and girls- New York Sports Club, to be specific. After being in hibernation for what has felt like a thousand years, I am ready to not only shed a few layers, but to also shed all of my doubts and insecurities. For those who are in the in the same boat as me, or just those who are looking for a bit of inspiration, I’d like to offer up a few tips that have been instrumental in my albeit short (thus far), but significant journey.
There is no time like the present.
For the past year, I have watched myself slowly and surely gain weight and lose confidence. Every weekend I would eat a bit too much, and then tell myself that I would start an exercise routine the following week. Well the following week came, but the exercise never happened. Enough is enough. This past Monday, I packed a gym bag and got my butt in the gym. No more excuses, no more telling myself that I’d do it the next day, week, month, etc. It was just like any other day, yet it wasn’t. That day became MY day, my time, my present.
Where there’s a will there’s a way.
One of my favorite excuses for not making the commitment to get back into shape was a lack of things. Lack of time, lack of money, lack of motivation were all my go-tos, and I became rather adept at giving them as answers, truth be told. At the end of the day, I had to see my words as the excuses that they were, and find a way to make my new lifestyle work for me. Too expensive, I’ll skip on one meal out a month. Not enough time, I’ll streamline my routine some other way.
Busty girls can find support when they need it
Like a good friend, a sports bra will always support you in your time of need. However, while there are tons of cute options for those of the average bust size, I worried that I’d never find one tailored to my unusual size until I found Shock Absorber. I’ve picked up a couple of colors, mainly of the pink and purple variety. All in all, my Shock Absorbers ensure that the only bounce I get during my workout is my legs bouncing on the elliptical.
One day at a time
Rome was not built in a day, and nor can my ideal physique be. I am taking every little accomplishment as being one step closer to my ultimate goals.
I am happy to report that after a week of working out and watching what I eat, I am down three pounds. While it may not seem like a lot, that is three pounds closer to being a happy, healthier, more svelte me. At the end of the day, isn’t that what really counts?